Every morning when I drop Nick off at preschool he waves to me from his classroom. It's a long walk down the hallway to the exit doors and the entire time I'm walking away from him, he is frantically waving at me. I turn around about 3 times during my exit walk to get a glimpse of his happy face. It makes my day every day! It's funny because when I think back to when Jay was three, I feel like I have no memory. I kept a diary so when I read my diary, it rekindles my memory and what he was like. I'm even busier now and I know Nick is my last "baby." I feel like time is going way too fast and there are just certain things that he does at age 3 that I simply don't want to forget and this is one of them.
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